Her heart was there
Her mind was absent
She hit the gas and blasted
that sweet old tune, the one we know.
She blasted that old rock n' roll.
Yeah she was runnin
Runnin from what you ask?
Running from her past.
Yeah she stomped her
and banged her fist.
To that sweet old tune, the one we know.
She blasted that old rock n' roll
Though she was torn in two
had no place to go
She kept her head up high
and embraced her wild side.
She knew she was no perfect daughter
She knew that white gown would have to wait.
Call her a fool
but she's got more guts
then any old rock n' roll tune.